I think I shall have to try my stick on him." "You flatter yourself, Richard," mocked the girl.

"He's fully your height and a trifle broader across the shoulders.

The lines about his mouth are almost--yes, I should say, quite as firm as yours, though he is a younger man.

His eyes are nice blue ones, and they are very steady.

His hair is"-- she paused to reflect and tilted her head slightly, her eyes wandering for an instant to the subject of her comment--"light brown, I should call it.